Labor Day Reflection

Labor Day always feels like the quiet closing of summer. For many, it marks a shift—kids returning to school, routines resuming, life rebalancing. I remember years ago when one of my children faced a big change. They told me they were nervous, and I understood completely. I’ve felt that same anxiety when life takes a turn.

I once read that "change is hard, but traditions are nearly always for the best". Over time, I’ve learned that it helps me to think of change not as an ending, but as a transition—a moment of growth.

When my eldest was younger, she swam in a big meet and confessed her nerves. I told her something I still remind myself of today: fear and excitement come from the same place. I asked her to imagine those feelings as a giant spiral of water, growing larger and larger, then to use that energy as she dove from the block into the pool. Because in truth, it’s all energy. We are energy.

What I’ve found is that small shifts in perspective—relabeling, reframing—make all the difference. No one talks to you more than you talk to yourself, and the words we choose matter. Some of the things we tell ourselves are simply wrong; others can be softened, rephrased, turned toward light.

So, as I transition out of summer, I’m reminding myself: good will come, and I believe it. Maybe one day speaking kindly to myself will be automatic. Until then, I’ll practice. I’ll reframe. I’ll choose to see the good—because when I do, the good grows.

Sending you love and light,